Do I want to leave a thought? Hmm...Alright, you win. I don't consider this too moody, but then again my favorite characters are Tom and Severus, so perhaps I just lean to moody and depressing things... :DGreat job!

Author's Response:

Well, maybe the poem isn't as moody as I thought, but it was more a reference to my personal mood when I write it. I was in a crap disposition over something that wasn't remotely important (is it ever anything relevant?), and then I wrote this.

I always found it the height of irony that Voldemort was always thwarted by the simplest things. Well, not simple, but things he considered unworthy of his attention. A baby. A sixteen year old boy and his old house elf. A specky orphan. A simple Disarming Spell. And it brought him the one thing he sought so hard to escape. It felt like a great idea for a poem to me, so here we are.

Thanks for reviewing, and for visiting a poem I really like but doesn't get much love. I appreciate it, and take care!

This is a fantastic poem. (As usual.) It really shows that scene in King's Cross so well... I loved the ending - That which you reviled has become your realitly, / For you are Death. That just really shows what Voldemort has become, and how in life what you fear most and try to escape will always come back to haunt you.

I think you did a great job here, as I think it's very hard to capture someone who is so completely inhuman. I think it's easier to write Tom Riddle (I've done that before), because at least there's a speck of humanity in there...

Anyway, I'm getting off topic here... the point is I think you've done a really good job with this.

~Katrina

Author's Response:

I will freely admit that I was in a very, very pissy mood when I wrote this. What I wanted was to focus on someone/thing that was more pathetic than I felt at the time (It's a long, long story, and no, it wasn't as big a deal as I made it out to be, lol. I was being very melodramatic at the time.) And really, what is more pitiful than that scrap of afterlife that had become Tom Riddle/Voldemort? He spent his entire existence instilling fear of him and of his name, and in the end, it created his own demise. No one sympathised with him; only pity, if even that, remained. The kicker was that he did it to himself by being too thick to realise that there are simply things he doesn't understand, and that pretending things he doesn't understand don't exist doesn't make it so.

And now I've got off track, but thanks for stopping in. I know poetry isn't your thing, and really, it's not mine, either, but I'm glad you enjoyed it and got the point.

I saw your banner for this and naturally came to read it. How did I miss it? It's lovely. Well, lovely in the darkest way possible. ;) Really, it's a great poem. Everything about it - the style, the sentence structure, the word choice - all contributes to a perfectly dark and desperate mood and feel. There are some wonderful lines, but I particularly like the "For you are vile"/ "For you are unnameble"/"For you are Death" conclusions. So simple, yet so profound. The whole thing really conveys the scene in King's Cross brilliantly, but from a totally different perspective than JKRs. Great job, twin! ~Gina :)

Author's Response:

*squish*

Along with my Christmas songs, this is probably my most ignored poem, hence the desire for a Bella!banner. I'm really happy with how this came out, especially since this is the product of my borderline QSQ snub neuroticism. Amazing the leaps the mind can make. :D

I suppose this is one of those 'be careful what you wish for' type things. Voldemort wanted to be feared. He wanted people to be afraid to say his name. He wanted to beat death. Well, he got what he wanted, but it certainly wasn't what he had expected. Muahahahaha.

Merlin's. Pants. That is spectacular. "That which you reviled has become your reality, For you are Death."That's genius. You're genius.Keep writing, please, dear.

Author's Response:

Haha, I'm glad you approve, and if you've seen my author page, I obviously am not planning on stopping writing any time soon. I'm really glad you enjoyed the poem, and I hope to see you again soon. Thanks for reviewing. :)